August 2012
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I turned 23 at 1:17 pm today. I think that’s what time I was born. I am 99% sure.
Nobody likes you when you’re 23.
I should probably get my shit together, you know, life wise. “CAROL! GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER, CAROL!” (Bridesmaids. anyone?)
I still have a raging crush on a boy who is completely all wrong, of course.
I am still 15 years old, and I think I always will...
“Was gonna make my love feel
like the first time you rode your bike without...”
– Anything, Andrea Gibson
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Andrea Gibson: BONE BURYING →
andrewgibby:
My dog Squash has recently discovered the art of bone burying. Whenever I give her a bone she will spend a good hour or so looking for the perfect burying place. The order typically goes something like this: under the couch cushion, under the couch, under the kitchen broom, under the bedroom…
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“There are only so many of us born at a time and we are thrown into the world to...”
– I Wrote This For You (via loveyourchaos)
“Collapse into me
and we’ll put all the pieces
together again.”
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
“I’d fight battles with the sun to rest against you tonight
To feel your breath...”
– Andrea Gibson- Yarn
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“A state of grace is that kind of balance with which you ride the chaos that you...”
– Leonard Cohen
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“Do another one?” He took a deep breath, rounding his mouth into an O. The sound that issued was completely different, like a distillation of grief. In that one note I heard the soul of a saxophone, a breaking heart. “What does that one mean?” He stared at me, so intense I couldn’t look away. “Is it you?” Luke whispered. “Are you...
